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But I know ya'll are really excited for the rest of it, so here's a sneak preview.

Part 6 -- More Self Absorbed Drivel
Part 7 -- Taxicab Confessions
Part 8 -- Scratching the Itch
Part 9 -- Hanging Myself With the Velvet Rope
Part 10 -- Bobbing for Olives
Part 11 -- Attention Whore
Part 12 -- Who's my Daddy?
Part 13 -- Why Order Shrimp Cocktail When I've Got Crabs?
Part 14 -- Rejected By Reality TV
Part 15 -- Swallowing the Worm, and Other Stuff
Part 16 -- Somebody Notice Me!
Part 17 -- Settling For 10 Minutes of Fame
Part 18 -- Marketing 101-The Fontana Lounge
Part 19 -- Sunday Panties on Tuesday Afternoon
Part 20 -- Not On The List
Part 21 -- Funny Taste In My Mouth
Part 22 -- Where did THAT Bruise Come From?
Part 23 -- It's Just a Cold Sore
Part 24 -- What's My Point Again?
Part 25 -- No Lights At The End Of This Tunnel

Mikey--we play Part 22 at my house all the time. Mainly because I have no depth perception and run into doors and tables all the time, though. Back in college, we called them UDIs--unidentified drinking injuries....

Hoya, I too have no depth perception, so have become pretty good about leaving extra room between me and where I perceive dangerous objects (like doors & walls, and especially corners of tables) to be!

In answer to your question, there is an end.. eventually. As for a part 20 and something? We'll see where the mood strikes me. That you have started this little thread in my honor tells me that you have been following right along.

I guess if your goal was to get everyone on this board to think you're a self-absorbed wannabe sophisticate, then yeah, you've succeeded.

Good for you!

And actually, no, I haven't been following right along. After I read your desperate cry for attention in the Nightlife forum I pretty much decided to ignore all of your posts, but when my email box was flooded with "Oh my god you have to read this, it's soooo bad" I gave your trip report it's due attention.

It reminded me of that MASH episode where Radar took a correspondance course in creative writing. Pitifully bad, but at least he was a lovable type. I'm still searching for your redeeming quality. Smugness ain't it.

Your writing style reminds me of a jazz musician that only listens to jazz. Why use eleven notes when four will do just fine?

It's just literary wanking, and I'm not so sure about the literary part.

Originally posted by HurricaneMikey: I guess if your goal was to get everyone on this board to think you're a self-absorbed wannabe sophisticate, then yeah, you've succeeded.

Good for you!

And actually, no, I haven't been following right along. After I read your desperate cry for attention in the Nightlife forum I pretty much decided to ignore all of your posts, but when my email box was flooded with "Oh my god you have to read this, it's soooo bad" I gave your trip report it's due attention.

It reminded me of that MASH episode where Radar took a correspondance course in creative writing. Pitifully bad, but at least he was a lovable type. I'm still searching for your redeeming quality. Smugness ain't it.

Your writing style reminds me of a jazz musician that only listens to jazz. Why use eleven notes when four will do just fine?

It's just literary wanking, and I'm not so sure about the literary part.

Mikey

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Thank you for your candid review. I'll be sure to edit before the final draft.